
After receiving a call from Mrs Friska, Mirah smiled happily apparently Mrs Wijaya still needed her strength to help her son's engagement event.This is her opportunity because the invitees are only certain people.
Mirah was lucky to be close to both the wealthy and honorable family. But on the one hand when he witnessed Mr. Erland's engagement whether he should be sad or happy.
Mirah is slow to realize Erland likes her, and instead Mirah begins to miss Erland after Erland moves away from her.
In the afternoon Mirah had come to the Wijaya mansion, Darmi had been waiting for her.
" Asalamualaikum!" Mirah
" You've come, help me!"
" Well, Miss Darmi."
The busyness starts from the afternoon where Mirah began to help in the kitchen cutting raw vegetables and also making cake, some indeed Mrs Friska also ordered catering, until night Mirah still helps but he has not seen Erland in the house.
Before returning home Mirah was told that all the maids were wearing kebaya dresscodes
" That's early tomorrow you're here! Madam suggested we all wear kebaya."
" Baby?"
" Yes, make up and bun here!"
" Oh so..!"
" Everything has been prepared, Miss Friska."
" Good Miss Darmi, early in the morning I've come."
Erland's engagement will start in an hour, Erland has not yet arrived apparently he is still barada in the apartment and ready to slide to the mansion. Invitations from Vijaya's neighbors to the relatives of Wijaya's family began to arrive.
Handoyo's family had arrived first, Sarah wrapped in kebaya with low shoulders showing her dense cleavage filled, Sarah sat sweetly flanked by her parents.
On the side of the long table of dishes for the guests, Mirah and Darmi sat down for a short break as their legs were already sore. While waiting for the event to be started the two had a short conversation, Darmi praised the beauty of Mirah.
The simple kebaya that Mirah wears her hair in an unadorned bun exudes the beauty of Mirah's face, Darmi realizes that this Mirah has a very ayu and not boring face. Darmi even compared Sarah to Mirah, Sarah is beautiful but Mirah is beautiful sweet and ayu.
" It's beautiful because you're Mir."
" Ah Bu Darmi could have been.beautiful because of the kebaya I wear, Bu Darmi is also beautiful." Mirah praised Darmi for being right.
" You are more sweet and sweet! no less beautiful than Nak Erland's fiancee." Darmi said slowly.
" Ihhss..What is this mother talking about? Definitely prettier Miss Sarah."
" Wes your sacarep, I'm not tired of it!"
Mirah lowered her head and blushed in embarrassment with praise from Darmi.
" Asalamualaikum!"
The sound of Erland's voice had come, Darmi stood up to see his employer's son, Darmi was curious about the clothes in Erland's clothes must look very handsome. Else with Mirah, Erland has arrived to make him a little nervous and but also curious to see the look of Erland who must be happy.
" Mister Erland has come, I want to see the boy first." He said to Mirah.
Mirah follows from behind Darmi, Mirah sees Erland from behind Darmi's body, Erland is handsome dressed in a blue suit in line with the color of Sarah's modern kebaya. Erland did not realize Mirah was looking at Erland who was smiling at her future fiance.
Mirah just stood from a distance only Mirah pulled both corners of her lips to form a smile, the look of Erland's face looked very happy.
Satisfied to see Erland was in the room arranged for the event fiancee, Mirah again sat in the original place, he said, in the chair that Mirah sitting alone while bowing her slipper head on the back of the reddish arising on her feet white clean, Mirah bend the beautiful fingers of her feet in dark brown nail polish, because it feels numb to his toes.
While still bowing his head to look at his toes like he felt someone approaching him his eyes shifted towards a pair of expensive black shiny pantofel shoes.
" Mira.."
Erland's baritone voice startled Mirah, Mirah raised her head, Erland was already standing beside her looking towering of her body.
Mirah did not realize that Erland was approaching her, erland had wanted to go to his room there was still time before the event began but Erland did not expect the room he would pass there was the presence of Mirah there sitting alone.
" What are you doing here?" Erland's voice sounded cold.
Erland's question seemed to impress Erland was reluctant to exist here. Mirah raised her head and replied with a smile.
" Sa-I asked the Madam to help you here, sir! and after the show is over I'll go straight home."
Mirah lowered her head again not daring to look at Erland. Erland nodded Erland's gaze then down Mirah's hair and kebaya. Indeed in his eyes Mirah is very beautiful and ayu with white and gold kebaya dressing.
" Do your best, don't make mistakes when my fiancee's show takes place, if I make a little mistake you'll fire me."
Mirah nodded slowly still keeping her head down.
" You heard me?"
Mirah nodded back.
" If you listen to me, look at me!"
Mirah looked up at Erland's face,
" Yes Sir!"
Mirah's beautiful face was now clear and seemed to be afraid of her. Then Erland immediately passed from before Mirah her steps down the stairs to her room. Until Erland was already at the top of the stairs, Erland looked at Mirah down there who again sat Mirah's hand like she was wiping tears, Mirah seemed to cry.
After from his room, when Erland went down the stairs he no longer saw the presence of Mirah in the chair. Erland had her eyes circling around the entire room looking for Mirah's whereabouts, until someone called her.
" Brother Erland!"
" Heum?"
" Whose sister is looking for?"
" Not looking for who."
" Sister the show will begin.."
Erland nodded then her hand held Sarah's hand towards the bench inlaid provided specifically for them to sit.
An hour into the closed engagement, Erland and Sarah are in the photo showing a ring pinned to their finger.
The lunch was very busy serving the guests who will enjoy the meal while Erland and Sarah still welcome guests who come to congratulate them.
Until a big tall handsome man came to congratulate Erland.
" I'm sorry Mr. Erland I came late!"
" It's okay Mr. Zafran."
" I hope you will make it to the wedding."
" Thank you."
All the guests have partly come home some who still want to chat. Mirah after serving the guests, picked up a fresh drink and returned to her seat not far from the table.
" Erghm.can I sit here?"
Making Mirah turn to someone she does not know, but Mirah knows this man is a relative guest of the Wijaya family.
" Please Sir!"
" Thank you!"
" Did you know my name, Zafran."
" Mira."